new fic in the works. there is monsterous amount of pairings from FBR and MCR and anywhere in between. think High School Musical meets Rent meets The Notebook. its going to be a big gay, choreographed...school which makes it 10x better. i'm still in the initial stages, the first couple of chapters written, and i need a BETA before anyone sees it. but get pumped up cause it's gonna be FABulous
Hiatus is over, I think. Should be. Missed me? ♥ My subconscious is on a definite Panic At The Disco kick at the moment. Um. ♥! Last night, I dreamt that I was staying in a big-house-turned-hotel with...D: RL is busier than it has been for a long time - I'm finally actually working! And I've had a specfic request for me to go back next week to one of the places I've worked, which is fantastic. *g
A while ago I asked my darling flist for prompts, and then completely failed to write any of them. Most people have probably forgotten they even commented. But I finished them all! \o/ (and now I return...else. A glance around and there's solid self-containment, untouchable, and I look away. I stare softly down at the age-smooth floor, adjust my grip on my bag strap, and carry on with my journey.
There are people a few metres from my window singing Oasis (Don't Look Back In Anger) on an acoustic guitar. Luckily, I'm in the sort of mood where I think that's hilarious instead of annoying. So, how...OFF. I'm in love with his alter-ego, and I think Pete is too. Today I bought a new shirt just because it had a unicorn on it \o/ oh hey, they've moved onto Radiohead (Karma Police). I'm impressed
I am ridiculously excited over my brother's wireless broadband, seriously. I'm easily pleased? XD We're all sitting in his (v. plush) front room, everyone else is watching the England v France match and...around LJ on my laptop. Bliss . In other news, I was rather surprised the other day to discover I'd fallen hopelessly and utterly in love with Ryan Ross, and I cannot stop listening to Pretty. Odd. \o
Title: Red Bull gives you wings, or so Brendon found out one bright, shining Birthday morning [standalone] Bandom/Characters: Panic(!) At The Disco/Brendon and Ryan Pairing: None, genfic Summary...Wyan's feelings? Are you gonna go slit your wrists now sad little emo boy?" "Shut the fuck up!" Came from the bathroom. Brendon giggled and reached into the fridge to grab his last Red Bull.
lalala, not on strike. WATCH THIS. My mind, it be broked. Jensen Ackles with a blue mohawk and a lip piercing and eyeliner omg whut does not compute. It would make baby anti-christ Sammy cry ...rule - The Beatles 'Help!' and Fall Out Boy's 'Infinity On High'. I could have those two on repeat for the rest of my life and I'd never get bored or fed up, I swear ♥ Hmm, I need some Patrick-voice
Everyone I love is having a shitty week and it makes me sadface. :( Also, spring break officially started today, and for some reason I decided it would be a good idea to cancel dinner plans with a bunch...in the audience : :D The Panic boys are aaalll my favourite, but occasionally I have a FAVOURITE favourite and more often than not these days it is Brendon. A++, BRENDON. KEEP UP THE GOOD WORK
BRENDON'S BELLY BUTTON. Other things of interest: 1. Spencer named his dog Boba Fett! 2. Brendon and Shane (HIS ROOMMATE, there you have it, fandom) and Jon roadtripped to LA! 3. Ryan Ross appears to fail at cartwheeling! 4. They HID BEHIND BUSHES to get away from 17-YEAR-OLD GIRLS. Oh, boys.
